Compromise | Deceit | Obedience | Purity | Worldliness

A certain Irish priest, newly arrived in New York City, decided to visit the section known as the Bowery, haven of homeless alcoholics and other derelicts. As he walked along one of the Bowery blocks at night he suddenly felt a gun against his ribs. Then he heard a raspy voice: “All right mister, gimme all your money!” Quickly, he reached for his wallet and, as he did, the holdup man noticed his clerical garb. The thief was overcome with shame. He said, “Forgive me, Father. I didn’t know you were a priest” To which the victim replied, “That’s all right son. Just repent of your sin. Here, have a cigar.” The thief replied, “Oh, no, thank you, father, I don’t smoke during Lent.” Sunday Sermons

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